This is the age of interstellar migration.
Technology is booming, machines are ascending, neon lights sparkle across the cities at night, and one spacecraft after another flies into the vast depths of space.
Medicine has advanced, and a hundred years ago humanity finally achieved immortality.
"According to reports, just moments ago, the first interstellar spacecraft passed through the magnificent Oort Cloud and weathered the Noras Meteorite Zone. It has now flown beyond the Solar System. This is a small step for the colonel, but a giant leap for human civilization."
This is the best of times. Countless people sing praises and celebrate the wonderful new age. Humanity is preparing to leave the cradle of civilization, the Solar System, and embrace a brilliant era among the stars.
On Earth, in a forgotten corner, an abandoned factory has been overtaken by greenery. The red-brick buildings are dilapidated, and a gentle stream murmurs as sweetly as wind chimes.
A strange group of creatures lives here. They say that, several hundred years ago, their ancestors were human...
